Fandom Inter-species Exchange? (Monster Musume Rp)

[Karcen]

" They aren't needed you can keep them apparently you have a few ideas" Lee said getting up and heading to the door " Well I have to get going lots of other people to check up on and some knew assignments to drive around…. then paper work" She said as she went to the door and left the two alone glad to be done with it.


" If that is what you want Zac " Xylia said instantly adjusting to the new name for her owner instantly. " I believe the current procedure for new acquaintances these days is to exchange basic information, so tell me Zac what is your profession?" Xyila asked as if she were reading off a dated listed.

 

[Tulani]

Zac closed his eyes and a tension vein formed on his head after Ms. Lee left. "What the hell was that quip.... I don't need chains like this." he sighs walking to the hallway closet and tossing them on the floor inside next to the vacuum. He would speak while doing so.


"I own the Shabu-Shabu Restaurant that's attached to this building. Guess I'm also Maitre Chef des Cuisines... uhh head chef." the way he spoke made it sound like it was no big deal. He kicked the chains in a bit closing the door.


He would turn looking at Xylia and smirk, "So do you really wanna know about me Xylia? Or is this just like some... process you go through with new... masters." he said masters with mild annoyance.

 

[Entity.Eclypse]

Kasure looked at the rather slippery subject in his arms. "I'm not a horse y'know" He said with a sigh. He walked slowly looking back at Clair to make sure she didn't stray to far from him. He would need either Clair or Tia here since they were like the person in his arms but different. "Lyvette can you explain why you seem to despise me so much. I find it strange that a seemingly intelligent woman would judge due to appearances" He said as he felt a bit depressed but he honestly didn't care right now. When he got home he planned to put her in the pool thing and then go to his room for awhile to try and de-stress. He had so many problems right now and his ex-girlfriend had sent him a text earlier today so he would have to figure out the situation with that. Atop it all tonight was the full moon which supposedly meant that the different species girls were more rowdy or something.

 

[Karcen]

" I am to be in your care for some time it is necessary for me to at least know a few things about you, and you to know about me, that was not necessary for me to know such things about Mrs Lee as she was very temporary" She said speaking without emotion it was true she was going off some kind of script, but she knew she needed to know this about Zac as he was to be her owner for a time. " Also I have no clue about a good portion of what you said my knowledge of this time is limited I was along with the others sealed inside the catacombs with our makers for around 600 years "

 

[the water bearer]

Clair followed the group quietly listening in on the two's conversation as she did so. the walk would be short but the car ride long she hoped the girl would be less hostile towards her host by the end of the car ride. the sirens were manipulative people with compelling voices , she held no ill feeling towards the race but this siren was an exception.But out of respect for her host she would try and keep those feeling locked away.

 

[Tulani]

Tia would start walking down the sidewalk when a hand suddenly grabbed her pulling her into the ally way. Tia tried to scream as loud as she could but there was something over her mouth that smelled awful. It was a volatile thawpit stench that reeked of chemicals. There was nothing to see except the brick wall of the adjacent building to the manga store.


Tia flapped her wings as hard as she could and her tail wrapped around her assailants leg. Suddenly that smell got stranger. It... it didn't smell anymore. The brick wall was turning a solid tone of deep red. All the crevices fusing into the solid color. So sleepy.... Kasure.. Kasure where are you. Her mind drifted and all could she think was she was being held by her sister; her consciousness slipping into delusion.


Just then here back began to hurt as well as the back of her head. Then nothing.... silence....

Zac nodded and moved relaxing on the couch. "Fair enough I suppose, Well before I get into my questions... because that little bomb at the end there was not missed. A Shabu-Shabu Restaurant is a place where chefs... me, basically the cook makes food in front of the customer. High heat, showmanship... lots and lots of flair... that kind of stuff. Since I'm the owner it means I run the restaurant and basically choose the important things about it's layout and design. The restaurants my baby basically."





He takes a breath, "Okay so you were made... 600 years ago and lied dormant in catacombs with your.... creator... ?" he seemed to repeat your statement as if to confirm it. "Wow... alright... guess... one thing at a time. Ohh and umm you have free reign of my home... if there is anything you don't know how to use ask me and I will explain it. Your not a prisoner or a slave here.... though I may need your help from time to time."

 

[Karcen]

" yes I was made to replace my father's daughter after many years he and many other creators had us all gather in the catacombs when they grew old, apparently some time during one of the rest cycles my father had me enter he became damaged beyond my ability to repair as did the other creators" She said revealing she had no concept of death just being broken she still seemed to think her father could be repaired if someone was skilled enough. " It seems how such places have functioned has changed since my day, it is not surprising humans have made great advances even if they have forgotten many things" She said her voice not mimicking any emotion she said she might be feeling her use of surprise just meant it was not within her predefined view of the world.

 

[Ryuuko Shin]

Nozomi Ichiryusai

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She snapped open the carton, and brought it up to her mouth. On any other day, she would have caught a cigarette between her lips, and she'd have lit it up, and enjoyed a smoke on her balcony, as much as she called it 'enjoying'. Today was not any other day, however. He lips closed in on nothing, and she gave a rather perplexed look as she moved the carton about, opening and closing her mouth like a goldfish on dry land, attempting to seek out a non-existent cigarette. She crushed the carton and tossed it across the room, where it rebounded off the television set, which was tuned in to the news channel that was droning on and on about some extraspecies bill or something, and landed in the bin next to it. Absolute horse-shit. First, goddamn aliens coming in from some supposed land they’ve never set foot on before, and now, no cigarettes. This day was going to be a beautiful day.


Nozomi Ichiryusai bent down and picked up the empty can that once stored a copious amount of Asahi Super Dry beer. She turned it over in her hands lazily, and discarded it into the same bin as she strode across her entire room, turning off the TV, and removing her keys from the hook at the side of the door. There was nothing else to do at home. No cigs, nothing on TV except reruns of old tokusatsu shows and the same boring news over and over again, it was tiring just having to exist here. She sincerely hoped the brothers were at home, or even one of them was enough. At least then, she could entertain herself by bothering him, or just simply hanging out with them. She may have gotten over her one-sided love, but it still felt comfortable just being around them. Perhaps it was just the whole ‘friends’ thing. She never did have a lot of friends, just those two idiots, and maybe that gaijin who fancies himself an Osakan.


Nozomi zipped up her jacket, and threw her hood over her head. She snatched up her leather wallet from the shelf beside the door, and cast one lingering look at the shoddily taken picture printed out from some photobooth installed near some fair some years ago. The brothers and her were in their school uniforms, with both of them grinning stupidly, and her with her usual scowl. She closed the wallet, jammed it into her pocket, and walked out of the house, the door slamming shut behind her.

 

[Tulani]

Zac sighed and seemed to close his eyes. When they opened again there was a intense stare that was full of empathy. It was a concerned expression to be sure; but, he didn't treat you like some broken thing to be fixed. "I am sorry for your loss." Zac kicked up his feet on the coffee table clearly feeling a bit awkward with you standing while he sat.


"Yeah the world has changed alot... in fact it's rapidly changing even more with this whole interspecies exchange business. The morality and acceptance of humanity is being tested... Tsch." he seemed a bit frustrated as if he had some deep underlying concern with the matter. "But heck I can help you become adjusted... just bare with me as we go step by step."





he pondered a moment and then tilted his head slightly and his voice took on a more cool serious tone, "So why did your last master before Ms. Lee release you? And, what happened next... exactly."

​

Tia woke to some pain in her wings and legs. As her limbs began to have feeling she moaned quietly under her breath. Her skin felt like one giant itch and her nose was so dry. Soon her core began to have feeling and her chest heaved for air. Tia could even feel her tiny heart beating like a humming birds.


What was that smell... and why am I so tired was all Tia could think. Then there was a voice a few feet from her. It was a deep muffled voice and he was talking to himself.


"Yeah, I got her... yeah she is real friggin cute. Yeah... yeah, top dollar for sure. I don't have a clue really. She's like part snake part bird... uhuh... uhuh... No. Why would I need to do that?"





The man continued his conversation and Tia sluggishly stood up. Her body felt like it weighed three times as much. Whatever was forced onto her and into her system must have been run through her system. "Thank you super heart... ." Tia jokingly thought so she didn't shut down from fear.





"Stare?... Cockatrice... no no wings on her back. You sure? Well alright." Tia could see him now. The man was an attractive 20 something with a stylish hair cut shaved on the sides. He wore a suit that was clearly meant to attract the fairer sex. He stood about half a foot taller than she did or more. He had a mole on his neck and four rings on each finger.


The man turned cellphone to his ear and he pockets it with a devilish grin, "Heeey there sleeping beauty... listen you passed out... come on le-."





"Shut your lying fucking face you son of a bitch!" Tia's eyes slit and her fangs extend ever so slightly curling like a vipers. Her tail thrashes on the ground and the sound it made echoed in the ally. The man sneered pulling out a stun gun which was firmly slapped out of his hand with a wing and Tia's tail scooped it up.


As the man looked to Tia suddenly her stare became consuming. His world view shifted into a nightmarish fume of wavy smoke. All except Tia... Tia became something of hell to the man's eyes. Her form distorting as muscles contorted. Soon his skin felt like it was crawling across his muscles and his stomach knotted till he couldn't function. Pure terror filled his heart, and as Tia drew closer he felt his heart dying.





"Nooo... Noooooo!.... Get away... get away from me." The man ran into the street nearly being hit by a car. He practically ran over pedestrians with every frantic step. When he was gone Tia settled, glad she never had to hurt him... but she had to use her illusion. The man would be tormented by her visage for an hour or more. As Tia looked over herself she could see her hat was gone and her dress she wanted to show to Kayure was torn. All she could do was cry.


After gathering her strength again she hops the fence behind her and runs at her fastest speed home. She would enter from the back and entering the dinning room where she tore up that letter just staring at the scraps.

 

[Karcen]

Xiyla didn't understand what she had lost she didn't get the permanence of death he could maybe be fixed in her mind if the right parts where acquired the difference between a living body and her mechanical one just didn't click with her.


" The catacombs where only opened a year ago and only a month ago was the mechanism to control us discovered." She said it might be impressive just how many they had killed in such a short time " During that time one of the researchers acquired my rod and wrote his name over my father's and thus became my master, for him it was mostly research we did not talk much, then the rod was given to Mrs. Lee for my transference here " she explained it was true they had been around for a long time but exposed for only a short period she could think of perhaps what Zac may think they might have done he seemed to distrust males.


" You seem to distrust males, despite there being little any make could order me to do, I must wonder why that is" She said her shallow emotions allowing her to feel things like curiosity though none of them ever showed.

 

[Entity.Eclypse]

( @The One Eyed Bandit @the water bearer i'm going to do a time skip so we're not just driving back in a car hope you don't mind and if you do tell me)

 

[the water bearer]

(i dont mind)

 

[The One Eyed Bandit]

That question.


Oh that question.


That question really, REALLY, made her want to laugh.


In fact, she could barely suppress it as Kasure carried her down the hallway. Here this guy was, hoisting up a girl who he thought hated him like a princess? Was he serious? Oh man! She'd been totally right when she thought that he'd be fun to mess with, she'd barely even started teasing him and he was already getting the wrong idea! Amazing! Wrapping her arm around her neck she, still suppressing the urge to burst out laughing, bought her head up to his, pressing the side of it against his so that they were practically ear-to-ear. "Oh, that's cute~ What was that you said about not being a plaything?" She whispered, before pulling her head back and turning it away from him, so he wouldn't be able to see the telltales signs of laughter that were beginning to spread across her face.

 

[Entity.Eclypse]

Kasure was now blushing slightly but he couldn't help it seeing as he was close to her face seconds ago. "I simply stated I was not going to become your plaything" He said turning and getting to the car as he moved to put her inside rather than keeping her from messing with him. Then he realized something else and felt defeated again since he was now supposed to sit between the two girls. To put it short he was stuck between a girl who liked to tease him and the girl he kissed, "S-so.. are both of you ready to be back home?" He asked as they were about three minutes from the house and he could see the roof from the traffic light they were stopped at.

 

[the water bearer]

Clair nodded still holding onto his arm which she had been for the whole journey. this girl liked to tease Kasure , and he probable enjoyed it too. she couldn't let this manipulative siren girl take Kasure away from her with such trickery , in fact she was already calling him her plaything which was just wrong on so many levels how was Clair supposed to combat that , i mean her first kiss may have been with him , but he had more than likely only done it for the dare.

 

[The One Eyed Bandit]

Much to the likely relief of the rest of the car's passenger's, Lyvette had spent practically the whole car ride staring out the window. It was hard to stop herself, really. The whole action of this metal box zooming about on it's own still seemed surreal to her, sort of like a dream. Not a particularly good dream, considering that half the time it made her want to eject her lunch out the nearest 'window', but, it was a dream none the less. Sort of like those overbearingly dull ones where you imagined yourself attending class, without anything out of the ordinary, where you just couldn't so much as think of breaking out of the routine.


In other words, she was too busy trying to hold down her last meal to screw with the other members of the car.


"Yeah... Sure. Better be a chair I can use there though." She said absentmindedly, not turning her gaze from the window as she spoke. To be honest, she was actually a little excited. This would her first time staying in an actual surface home, other than the little room that she'd used while going through the prep for the Exchange Program, so she was eager to see just how these land-dwellers lived. Well, that and she really wanting to get into the pool that was supposed to be installed in her room, she hadn't been able to stretch her fins in... At least a week now, thanks to all the term-oil that had gone down yesterday.

 

[Ryuuko Shin]

Nozomi Ichiryusai

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It was setting in. Five minutes had passed without a cigarette, and her temper was beginning to wear thin. "Crap, crap crap crapcrapcrap. This sucks," she muttered under her breath, and fished around in her pocket and extracted a day old chocolate bar. Ripping off the wrapper with her teeth, she devoured the snack, her teeth gnashing away at the chocolate-dipped wafers. At this point, the only way she could take her mind off her addiction was eating, even if it meant eating junk like this. Still holding onto a half-ingested bar of chocolate, she finally arrived at the brothers' home. Her patience far too frayed to properly knock on the door, she jabbed the doorbell furiously, and proceeded to slam her fist on the door.


"Oi! Tsure! Abe! You losers in?!" She called out to the brothers, using the names she had so very affectionately tacked onto either of them. She punched the door once more for good measure, and took a step back. They'll answer. She hoped they answered. She really, really hoped they did, for her sake, and for their sakes. By the name of all the Kami, this day was starting to become a day she wanted to erase entirely out of her mind. She kicked the door once more for good measure, and waited, tapping her foot impatiently.

 

[Happy Red Mage]

Karaka continued to play with the ducks, giggling excitedly all the way. She slowly set the creatures down and stepped out of the ponds with a smile. "I think today is going to be a great day!" She exclaimed as she stepped out. She returned to the monkey bars ad picked up a small bag that had a piece of paper on it. "Now..." She muttered as she unfolded the paper, revealing it to be a map. "Where to now?"

 

[Entity.Eclypse]

Kasure felt himself in a sort of calmness since Clair was kind attached to him though he was also a bit worried since she had been pretty much perched on him since they had met Lyvette. The car pulled up at the front of the house the motor still purring as he sighed, "Well I have to carry her again...." He said as if to warn Clair of what he had to do. Truth was her slippery body made it hard for him to hold onto especially since he had to hold her close and she was like butter in his hands.


@Count Alto (and whoever else might be seeking Kasure)

 

[Tulani]

Tia heard the pounding at the door and came out of her stupor. She had yet to even realize what all that meant. What the man was trying to do. The whole scene playing in scratchy black and white film without words in her head. The knock though.. that was real, maybe Able or Kasure were here to answer it... maybe not. Tia quickly trashed and firmly made it so no one would read her letter. All evidence of her journey beyond the house gone.... she decided she would lie to everyone. She was scared... scared that if word got out she sent a man into a horror filled stupor they would hate her.


Tia composed herself as much as she could going to answer the door with a bright smile. This was contrasted by the once beautiful dress she wore mangled into tatters of it's former self. She observed the black haired girl with the almost aggressive hatred of a round nub near the door for a moment speaking in a happy tone. The tone faltered some; but, it was more for still being in shock then anything else.


"Hello there umm miss. You looking for Kasure and Abel?" her wings were at her side loosely swaying, and her tail rocking back and forth like a excited dog that just found something new. Tia always having multi focus issues didn't see Kasure and the others pull up.


@Count Alto

Zac nodded some as he listened. He was getting a better sense of this girl. She had a refined intelligence; but, the basics of things... of life seemed to escape her. It reminded him of some of the characters he read from a book long ago. "Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep," he believed it was called.


Her question didn't throw him for a loop at all, he had been asked that before. "No I don't hate males over woman in any way really. I find people to be sour sometimes and well... guess I can be a pessimist sometimes. The whole thing with that was your a cute girl and have to fallow orders... that in itself could lead to a bad ecchi manga story or something. Really I don't hate anyone or anything... it's wasted time and energy. There is to many better things I could be pouring my time and energy into."


Zac would stand up and go to the fridge, "I know you just got here and all, but your welcome to sit... I mean you haven't moved much since we got the chains off you." he comes back with another drink; this time it was just a soda, "I could show you your room."


@Karcen

 

[Karcen]

“ I don’t know what ecchi means or what manga is you will have to explain it before I can understand why you are worried or if you provide a sample I can better understand this negative association.” Xylia said her tone flat the complement that she was cute have absolutely no effect on her where it might make a normal girl blush. “ I do not sit much I spent centuries doing so I have had quiet enough of it, so seeing my room would be a better option ” she continued she wouldn’t really sleep and she may have developed a habit during the times she had been awake that apparently had creeped out the researcher but it had not come up she would see if it was creepy as he had called it latter.

 

[Tulani]

Zac listened a bit dumbfounded. She thought him doing an example on her would help? Really? He refused to even contemplate the idea for another second. Though true there was so many things he could request her to do to that effect, none of them appealed to his nature. "Manga's are written stories with illustrated art, created here in Japan. Ecchi is darn near perverted.. perverse. That's about the easiest way to explain it."





Zac would take his soda and begin down the hallway. The hall was littered with images of a happy black haired boy with amberish brown eyes. There were two woman and a man who became distinctly absent from the images when the boy was about six. The taller older woman vanished from the images later when the boy was closer to young teenager. Those images made it clear the boy was Zac. There were no images beyond that point of the family together, but, there were some that showed the evolution of his restaurant. From shabby dive to a decent place that evolved with the times. One shot showed Zac uncomfortably smoking a cigarette surrounded by five transpecies girls with a grand reopening sign.


"Your room is this one." he said opening a door, "The bath is right across from you and my room is at the end of the hall." Zac would walk into the room. It shared the collecters quality of luxurious 1920 furniture. Several pieces had names carved into them as if they were men and woman's babies. They appeared to have had a lot of time and blood spent in their creations. His mothers old fascination seemed practical to Zac for once, at least he had a uniquely beautiful home and room to offer to Xyila.


The room came with all the things a normal girl would want. A computer with internet and a television the most alien things in the room. Heck Xylia looked more in place in a room like this than Zac did. In fact the whole house didn't seem Zac's style so it was a wonder he didn't pawn off all of it years ago when his restaurant was a dive.

 

[Karcen]

To Xylia the word perverse had a slightly different meaning as in her day it had mostly been used for unholy or anything viewed as ungodly and by that standard she was a perverse creation or so her father had said people might view her as such. This of course confused her a bit or as confused as she could get as this meant someone would be doing something ungodly in a drawing to someone already ungodly.


The room was nice it was different than her time but most of it she could easily recognize as while style had changed the designs had seemed to remain the same until things became heavily industrialized as knowledge had to be passed down keeping designs similar rather than the exact sameness and constant innovation of this era. She even knew what the TV and computer were as she had some exposure to them during the research though operating them was a mystery to her. She had noticed the pictures and all the details and surmised something had happened but she still lacked the idea people died so she could tell at some point Zac was left alone and the furniture but be from another he did not seem the kind to stick to old traditions of her idea of his restaurant was anything to go by.


“ this furnature your parents did they make it or is it an older make, it shows age in design and methods but lacks wear and tear that comes with age?” She asked having guessed it was hand made by the names engraved here and there, it reminded her of herself in a way.

 

[Tulani]

​

"My parents didn't make them... My Mother was a bit of a collector. She started with nic-naks... but, slowly began collecting big pieces. She use to say she loved the exploratory period of creation that was the 20's. People making things because they could... and testing the limits of their talent. I guess in a way my love of cooking comes from her... she was my inspiration. She inspired me to challenge myself... innovate. Do what others thought risky... so that's why my place is a forum for interspecies and humans to mingle. As soon as that damn legislation changes... maybe it'll become a nice dating spot." he pauses rubbing the back of his neck as he lent on a wall. Something about him expressed that he missed the woman he spoke of. He didn't tear up or anything but there was the feeling of loss coming from him.


"As to why it all looks well kept, it's because I maintain them... clean them... get them repaired when they need it. Mr. Yamoto's antique shop is just next door so I can persuade him to come over and help me out with a bribe of good food and a couple of drinks. Usual Sake." Zac would look at you a moment and seem to think


"So my monthly stipen for housing you is more than I really need. So... if you ever want... I don't know... new clothes. Try out a hobby you've learned about, just let me know and we can make a shopping date for you." he clearly meant date in the casual term, not the more modern singular meaning. "Also I can teach you how to use the TV and computer.... but, not sure you want all the knowledge of the last 600 years open to you like that... plus the internet is a weird ass place."

 

[Karcen]

Xylia for the most part seemed to ignore the latter part of what Zac said though she listened it wasn’t a command but she listened to anything her owners said just in case even if she didn’t react to it. She didn’t exactly get the sentiment behind Zac’s actions to her maintaining was just something she was ordered to do and she would have to work her hardest to keep things exactly the way they were, but humans had a different choice in how they maintained something. She could tell he could have gotten rid of the furniture and going something more modern.


“ You are kinder than you give yourself credit for” Xylia stated in her ever flat voice no emotion or meaning seemingly behind any word simply stating a fact “ I have missed much I believe I should look for more clothes, though I have not seen many fashions that I can wear.” she said knowing what her body looked like under her ancient clothing.